6.12.2012

the sandhills

We climbed to the very top of the cliffs of sand, lit a fire, and sang Mumford & Sons to ukuleles and a guitar. A few of the braver ones jumped/rolled/slid/flopped/tumbled down the steep sides, laughing and being deliciously scared and generally having a good time. The light was a photographer's dream, so perfectly golden and glowing that I would have married it if I could. I'm so incredibly grateful for the wonderful people God has blessed me with, friends I can be crazy with, laugh with, and spend some of the best years of my life with. This was just the beginning of the adventures to come this summer, and I can't wait for the ones still to come.
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A little more prose-y description--near our friends' house there is a huge wide open space surrounded by tall cliffs made out of sand (it's where the sand trucks go in winter to load up). A group of us walked there Sunday evening after Ema's graduation party (the one with short hair in the first picture), and we had a mini concert up there on the cliffs. Here's a little video of some of us rolling down the sand hills :)